So my latest discovery - and I am not pretending that I am the first one to ever come to this discover, but it is something I feel like I should share with all my pregnant friends - is a Birthing Ball.
I actually read about this a few times in various books that touched on the subject of finding more comfortable ways to sit and relive pressure, but it wasn't until we went down to our birthing class a few weeks ago that I was able to get a trial run with it...and let me tell you - it was awesome.
What is a Birthing Ball - honestly, it is nothing more that one of those large plyo balls that you can use (often gyms and trainers have them to use for stability exercises, core workouts and such) that are great to use for sit ups, back workouts and stretching...I have used these before and enjoy the work out they provide...but I have a totally new found respect for them now!
I went to Target the other day to purchase one - they are not expensive, I got a large one for around $10 - and had Mike inflate it with the pump this past weekend. I have pretty much been using it all weekend and even last night, when I couldn't sleep and couldn't get comfortable, I pulled it out to sit for a little while.
Just rocking from side to side and back and forth - with both feet on the ground and near a solid or sturdy item to help you should you start to lose your balance or need help up - seems to work wonders on relieving the tremendous amount of pressure that I am currently experiencing in the lower half of my body. I even commented to Mike yesterday, just how crazy it was that a little (well not so little) ball could really provide this much temporary relief.
I am running out to Target at lunch today to purchase another one for the office - It will be nice to be able to sit on that as opposed to sitting on my crappy desk chair in the remaining few weeks of this pregnancy. We are also planning on bringing the birthing ball with us to the hospital when I go into labor. While we were told that they have a few available for use - they do not have enough for every room on the L&D floor and if we want to ensure that we are able to have one to use, the best bet is to bring our own. Check and Check!
Seriously - pregos...if you are even remotely starting to feel pressure and a little pain in your lower half...namely as the baby's head starts to press lower in your pelvic region...this thing is a true relief!
5.31.2011
so this is what midnight looks like
For the past several months of my pregnancy - I have made sure that I go to bed by 10:00 pm every night. Mostly because at that point in time, I am usually tired enough to justify going to bed, and I know that the next morning will come very early, and it helps me (even on the weekends) to ensure that I am able to get up early and get things done.
But last night...I simply couldn't get comfortable...I tossed and turned and finally decided that I needed to head out to the living room to see if walking or even sitting on the birthing ball - which happens to be nothing but the big inflatable plyo balls that are great for doing sit ups and stretching your back - which I have found as of late, works really well to relieve some of the pressure on my lower half.
I know that I was tired...I could hardly keep my eyes open as I was sitting there but it just felt so much better than laying in bed.
The dogs both came out occasionally to check on me - and I assured them I was fine and told them to go back to bed...so they groggily trotted back to the bedroom to snuggle with Mike. And there I sat, just rolling side to side - enjoying the few minutes (well 30 actually) of pressure relief the birthing ball offered.
Once I finally climbed back into bed - I fell asleep rather quickly...and only woke up a few times during the night to go to the bathroom or change positions. If only someone could invent a way to sleep on the birthing ball so you are getting the best of both worlds near the end of your pregnancy. That would be AMAZING and totally worth the investment!
But last night...I simply couldn't get comfortable...I tossed and turned and finally decided that I needed to head out to the living room to see if walking or even sitting on the birthing ball - which happens to be nothing but the big inflatable plyo balls that are great for doing sit ups and stretching your back - which I have found as of late, works really well to relieve some of the pressure on my lower half.
I know that I was tired...I could hardly keep my eyes open as I was sitting there but it just felt so much better than laying in bed.
The dogs both came out occasionally to check on me - and I assured them I was fine and told them to go back to bed...so they groggily trotted back to the bedroom to snuggle with Mike. And there I sat, just rolling side to side - enjoying the few minutes (well 30 actually) of pressure relief the birthing ball offered.
Once I finally climbed back into bed - I fell asleep rather quickly...and only woke up a few times during the night to go to the bathroom or change positions. If only someone could invent a way to sleep on the birthing ball so you are getting the best of both worlds near the end of your pregnancy. That would be AMAZING and totally worth the investment!
5.30.2011
Belly Pictures | 34 weeks
Happy 34 weeks...
Wednesday marks 35 weeks and only a few short weeks from some major milestones like "full term" and nine months!
Crazy to think that Mike was born at 34 weeks only 28 years ago. I would say that I am glad we made it through this week without any real complications...but we still have a few more days to go before I can say that.
Cheers to week 34!!!
Wednesday marks 35 weeks and only a few short weeks from some major milestones like "full term" and nine months!
Crazy to think that Mike was born at 34 weeks only 28 years ago. I would say that I am glad we made it through this week without any real complications...but we still have a few more days to go before I can say that.
Cheers to week 34!!!
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| 34 weeks and counting |
Rally Beard...
Mike has decided that he will contribute to the next few weeks leading up to Miss Delainey's arrival by opting not to shave his beard or his head.
I know that many dads do this in the weeks prior to their daughter/son's birth...and I actually think it is sort of really cool. While I could do with out all the extra hair - especially because I love when he shaves his head...but I also really like that he is doing his "thing" to get psyched for Lainey's big appearance. I also think that a part of it is because he loves the excuse of being able to not shave...but I know that is not the whole reason.
Check out the picture of "the beard"
I know that many dads do this in the weeks prior to their daughter/son's birth...and I actually think it is sort of really cool. While I could do with out all the extra hair - especially because I love when he shaves his head...but I also really like that he is doing his "thing" to get psyched for Lainey's big appearance. I also think that a part of it is because he loves the excuse of being able to not shave...but I know that is not the whole reason.
Check out the picture of "the beard"
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| 34 week rally beard! |
it's been a while...
Well - its been a while since the last time I posted on this bad boy - and for that I both apologize and would love to be able to explain why...but at this point in time - I am not sure I can really give you a reason. I would like to say that it was because I have nothing to say...or that I have been SOOO busy that I simply couldn't make time - but I honestly think that the reason is because I was going through my introverted period of my pregnancy. I was attempting to internalize many of the feelings and processes that I was experiencing, and right or wrong...I just felt like keeping it to myself.
Thanks to my husband for keeping up with the major things in our life on the blog...and for those of you that have "stuck" with us during this little absence.
I will make more of an effort to keep things updated as we get to the "end" - and then even more of an effort to keep the blog updated once Lainey is born and we have new and different experiences every single day!
Happy Monday...hope everyone is enjoying the day off and remembers why today is so special!
Thanks to my husband for keeping up with the major things in our life on the blog...and for those of you that have "stuck" with us during this little absence.
I will make more of an effort to keep things updated as we get to the "end" - and then even more of an effort to keep the blog updated once Lainey is born and we have new and different experiences every single day!
Happy Monday...hope everyone is enjoying the day off and remembers why today is so special!
5.23.2011
More Prepared?
Saturday Erin and I went to an all day Baby class. We covered lots of important things including, breathing techniques, false vs true labor, breastfeeding, swaddling, bathing, and other things. All and all it was a good experience for the both of us and it answered some questions that I had. We also got to tour the facility and see the birthing rooms and other rooms. I think for both of us it allowed us to say that yes we have done the class which brings us one step closer to the actual birth. Everyone else in the class was at least 36 weeks so all of the couples were 2 weeks ahead of us in their journey.
This class also provided 8 hours of great people watching. I know that we are both nervous to be parents to some degree but after seeing the other couples....lets just say that it eased my mind a little and we will be just fine. We have a great support system and we are just really excited to get this whole parenting role started...well at least I am.
This class also provided 8 hours of great people watching. I know that we are both nervous to be parents to some degree but after seeing the other couples....lets just say that it eased my mind a little and we will be just fine. We have a great support system and we are just really excited to get this whole parenting role started...well at least I am.
5.22.2011
5.17.2011
Belly Pictures | 32 Weeks
Better late than never...
here is our 32 week belly pictures...a day before we hit 33 weeks.
50 days away from little Lainey's due date...anyone want to take bets if she makes it?
here is our 32 week belly pictures...a day before we hit 33 weeks.
50 days away from little Lainey's due date...anyone want to take bets if she makes it?
5.16.2011
Great Fun with Great Friends for a Great Reason
Yesterday we had a get together at our friends Jenn and Joe's house for Delainey's baby shower. It was a great time with great friends in celebration of the anticipated arrival of Delainey. Erin and I could not ask for a better group of friends. It seems that everywhere our careers have taken us we always form friendships with wonderful people. New Mexico has been no different and that was evident by the support of the group that took part in this great event. I can't thank Jenn and Moira enough for the planning and preparation for yesterday's special day. The official countdown has begun...although I am sure Erin has been counting down since the start of the 3rd trimester. It is only a matter of weeks before Delainey sees this world for the first time and Erin and I get to embark on another great chapter of our lives together.
Thanks everyone for making yesterday a day filled with laughter, friendship and love!
Thanks everyone for making yesterday a day filled with laughter, friendship and love!
5.10.2011
October 15, 2008
While cleaning out her email archives today, one of my best friends found this old email.
She forwarded it to me with a message "I'm cleaning up old emails and found this in my archives...wow! How Cute!"
Not really knowing what she had found - I scrolled down to read the original email...which was titled LOVE.
And this is what it said...
I sent this to three of my best friends, some of the most important people in my life...Rissy, Ney and Jilly.
I remember this day as if it was yesterday...and I started to cry - like not just tear up, but tears streaming down my face crying as I read and re-read this email.
And now...as we are a few short weeks away from welcoming our beautiful daughter into this world...I am reminded all over again (just in case I needed it) the way he makes me feel every single day of my life and how lucky I am to have shared in the journey - although bumpy at times - with him. And that everything that we "experienced" along the way...was worth it!
I love you more today than I did yesterday and (even though I didn't think it was possible at the time) way more than I loved you the day I sent this email.
A very big THANK YOU to Renee Canfield for reminding me just how much I love him, and just how much I love her!
She forwarded it to me with a message "I'm cleaning up old emails and found this in my archives...wow! How Cute!"
Not really knowing what she had found - I scrolled down to read the original email...which was titled LOVE.
And this is what it said...
Oh my god…I love what it feels like to be in love…
We were talking on the phone last night and he was like…well I am going to watch cops and then go to bed…and I was like…ok sleep well…and he said…I love you (which is the first time he has said it at the end of a conversation - like he will say it in emails or text messages or when he is drunk - but this was sober, words and feelings) and I was like almost in tears and said…I love you too…
I fell asleep with a smile on my face, have had a smile on my face all day and simply love the way I feel…
I told him today that he has no idea how amazing he made me feel when he said he loved me last night that I have not stopped smiling all day…and he said…yes I do - because it felt amazing to say it.
OH MY GOD!!!
I sent this to three of my best friends, some of the most important people in my life...Rissy, Ney and Jilly.
I remember this day as if it was yesterday...and I started to cry - like not just tear up, but tears streaming down my face crying as I read and re-read this email.
And now...as we are a few short weeks away from welcoming our beautiful daughter into this world...I am reminded all over again (just in case I needed it) the way he makes me feel every single day of my life and how lucky I am to have shared in the journey - although bumpy at times - with him. And that everything that we "experienced" along the way...was worth it!
I love you more today than I did yesterday and (even though I didn't think it was possible at the time) way more than I loved you the day I sent this email.
A very big THANK YOU to Renee Canfield for reminding me just how much I love him, and just how much I love her!
5.08.2011
Reflections on Mothers Day
As I sit here, thinking about how much I wish I could spend today with the amazing mothers in my family, I have a rush of feelings surrounding me.
Being almost 8 months pregnant, I am finding that this mothers day is very different for me. I have spent most of the past 7 years away from my mom on Mothers day, meaning that normally my day is pretty low key. This year, as I am not totally a mother yet - but know that this will be the last mothers day where I wont be a mother...I can't help but think about all the wonderful things the mothers in my life have done to inspire me.
To my mom, my grammy, my aunt patti...thank you for the love, support, memories and wisdom you have shared and continue to share. My only hope is that I can be as good of a mother to my daughter as you have been to me! More than my mother, my grandmother, my aunt...you are my friends and for that I am blessed!
To my amazing mother - in - law...thank you for raising a son that is able to love, respect and rejoice in the good and bad of our relationship. And thank you for welcoming me into your life and family. I could not ask for a more loving person and friend!
To my beautiful friends who joined the elite sorority of motherhood over the last year...you are all amazing women and I couldn't ask for a better group of women to share in this special experience. I will turn to you all over the years for help, advice and love...as I hope that you will be able to turn to me.
I wish every mother a very happy mothers day - may today be filled with the love and joy you share with everyone on a daily basis.
Being almost 8 months pregnant, I am finding that this mothers day is very different for me. I have spent most of the past 7 years away from my mom on Mothers day, meaning that normally my day is pretty low key. This year, as I am not totally a mother yet - but know that this will be the last mothers day where I wont be a mother...I can't help but think about all the wonderful things the mothers in my life have done to inspire me.
To my mom, my grammy, my aunt patti...thank you for the love, support, memories and wisdom you have shared and continue to share. My only hope is that I can be as good of a mother to my daughter as you have been to me! More than my mother, my grandmother, my aunt...you are my friends and for that I am blessed!
To my amazing mother - in - law...thank you for raising a son that is able to love, respect and rejoice in the good and bad of our relationship. And thank you for welcoming me into your life and family. I could not ask for a more loving person and friend!
To my beautiful friends who joined the elite sorority of motherhood over the last year...you are all amazing women and I couldn't ask for a better group of women to share in this special experience. I will turn to you all over the years for help, advice and love...as I hope that you will be able to turn to me.
I wish every mother a very happy mothers day - may today be filled with the love and joy you share with everyone on a daily basis.
5.03.2011
notes...
Today I was lucky enough to get a very nice note from my momma...well an email - but in today's communication model...I count an email on the same level that I count a text, phone call or Facebook message. Someone is taking the time to let you know that they are thinking about you!
This awesome note made me smile and feel better...my wonderful and beautiful mother had this to say...
So as I sat here and read this much needed pick me up from my momma...I thought back to one of my favorite memories of growing up.
When I was little, my mom used to write me little notes and put them in my lunch box. Every day at lunch, I would dive into my treats and find my mom's little hand written post-it note. Most of the time it said something to the effect of...I love you. You are wonderful. Hope you are having a great day....and sometimes it was more specific to a certain thing that was going on in my day. But it always let me know that she was thinking about me, and that she loved me and that I was important!
As I have been doing a lot of research on the benefits of being a stay at home mom vs. a working mom...and what I have found is that it doesn't matter if you are a working mother or a SAHM...what matters is the kind of mother that you are. There are plenty of mothers that work that are wonderful mothers of well adjusted, outgoing, happy children...and there are just as many mothers that stay at home, who's children are no better off. I often find that I look to my own mother for examples or resolve in my decision to work after Lainey is born.
As I think back to the things that made me feel like my mom was a huge part of my life, took an active interest in everything that was going on, and never made me think twice about her working or feel like I was missing out on something because my mom worked - these little notes are one of the many things that I recall.
I know that most of the time, I rolled my eyes, or maybe I didn't. I don't remember if I ever thanked her for taking the time to add a special note to my lunch box every day...but I do know that thinking back...it was one of the best parts of my day and something I will make sure to include in Lainey's life...even if it is just a text message or email saying...I love you and am so proud of you!
This awesome note made me smile and feel better...my wonderful and beautiful mother had this to say...
"Just wanted you to know that I think you are an amazing woman and I am oh so proud of the woman you have become! You are very talented and creative and you have learned to handle all situations. Please do not let this stress you out or Miss Delainey! I want what is best for both of you! Let me know if I can do anything to help with the situation. Remember you are wonderful and amazing and I am so very lucky to call you my daughter! Love you lots and lots!"
So as I sat here and read this much needed pick me up from my momma...I thought back to one of my favorite memories of growing up.
When I was little, my mom used to write me little notes and put them in my lunch box. Every day at lunch, I would dive into my treats and find my mom's little hand written post-it note. Most of the time it said something to the effect of...I love you. You are wonderful. Hope you are having a great day....and sometimes it was more specific to a certain thing that was going on in my day. But it always let me know that she was thinking about me, and that she loved me and that I was important!
As I have been doing a lot of research on the benefits of being a stay at home mom vs. a working mom...and what I have found is that it doesn't matter if you are a working mother or a SAHM...what matters is the kind of mother that you are. There are plenty of mothers that work that are wonderful mothers of well adjusted, outgoing, happy children...and there are just as many mothers that stay at home, who's children are no better off. I often find that I look to my own mother for examples or resolve in my decision to work after Lainey is born.
As I think back to the things that made me feel like my mom was a huge part of my life, took an active interest in everything that was going on, and never made me think twice about her working or feel like I was missing out on something because my mom worked - these little notes are one of the many things that I recall.
I know that most of the time, I rolled my eyes, or maybe I didn't. I don't remember if I ever thanked her for taking the time to add a special note to my lunch box every day...but I do know that thinking back...it was one of the best parts of my day and something I will make sure to include in Lainey's life...even if it is just a text message or email saying...I love you and am so proud of you!
Puppy...I mean Pudga Training
One of the things that I think Mike and I have been putting off - maybe because we don't know how to truly start it, or maybe its because we feel a little silly or maybe it is because we both know it will take a lot more than everything we have read says it will...is getting our puppas ready for the arrival of Miss Delainey.
Let me back up...not our puppas...I am not worried about both of them - but it is getting our Pudga ready to take a back seat - she doesn't even sit in the back seat of the car - to the newest diva in our family.
I wish that I could truly explain to you just what a diva princess (blame me) Pudga really is. Ready for a little glimpse into her life...
Ok - I will fully take responsibility for her current state. She is a princess - and I have made her every bit of the monster that she is today. But as Mike calls her, she is my Wubba...she calms me down, chills me out and is hands down the most therapeutic thing in the world. In fact - I am honestly trying to figure out how I can get her to the hospital with me when I go into labor...obviously I don't want her there for the delivery...but during the initial stages, when there is pain and discomfort and a lot of waiting...I know that she would be a calming force for me.
I know...she can't come and it may sound silly - but all of this is why I am a little worried about how Miss Pudga will react to Miss Delainey.
She has been around little babies...and she is a perfect little angel...they tug on her face, play with her ears, mess with her paws...and she just sits there and takes it. Its a good thing that Mike is always messing with her and she is fine with it...I think she believes that because she "puts up" with the crap Mike does to her, she is entitled to act like a princess.
I am not worried about her lashing out at Delainey - I am just worried that she will dive into a deep depression and feel like I am ignoring her - and that breaks my heart. Yes I am aware I have issues!
I know she will revert back to her (even) eviler ways...just this morning she ate one of my make up brushes. But I also pray that she will see that there is enough love for everyone and that she is not second fiddle but an important part of my life and more importantly, Lainey's life.
Oh Pudga!
Let me back up...not our puppas...I am not worried about both of them - but it is getting our Pudga ready to take a back seat - she doesn't even sit in the back seat of the car - to the newest diva in our family.
I wish that I could truly explain to you just what a diva princess (blame me) Pudga really is. Ready for a little glimpse into her life...
- she sleeps on a tempurpedic bed every night...because she has to snuggle right next to me. London sleeps on the floor - although don't let him fool you, he has two huge blankets and a pillow to snuggle with so he is far from hurting for love or attention.
- She thinks the boppy body pillow was purchased so that she would be more comfortable when she sleeps
- she gets carried to bed and placed gently on the pillow every night (don't ever let him tell you she doesn't have him wrapped around her little paw too)
- she has learned that the bell hanging on the door can also be used to request food, cookies, water or just be annoying, as well as to go outside - the original purpose.
- She eats at 6:30 every morning...Monday through Sunday and she will not let you sleep past that time. They say that dogs can't tell time, I promise you that she knows it is 6:30 and that it is time to eat. Only after she eats, does she snuggle back into bed for round two of sleep.
Ok - I will fully take responsibility for her current state. She is a princess - and I have made her every bit of the monster that she is today. But as Mike calls her, she is my Wubba...she calms me down, chills me out and is hands down the most therapeutic thing in the world. In fact - I am honestly trying to figure out how I can get her to the hospital with me when I go into labor...obviously I don't want her there for the delivery...but during the initial stages, when there is pain and discomfort and a lot of waiting...I know that she would be a calming force for me.
I know...she can't come and it may sound silly - but all of this is why I am a little worried about how Miss Pudga will react to Miss Delainey.
She has been around little babies...and she is a perfect little angel...they tug on her face, play with her ears, mess with her paws...and she just sits there and takes it. Its a good thing that Mike is always messing with her and she is fine with it...I think she believes that because she "puts up" with the crap Mike does to her, she is entitled to act like a princess.
I am not worried about her lashing out at Delainey - I am just worried that she will dive into a deep depression and feel like I am ignoring her - and that breaks my heart. Yes I am aware I have issues!
I know she will revert back to her (even) eviler ways...just this morning she ate one of my make up brushes. But I also pray that she will see that there is enough love for everyone and that she is not second fiddle but an important part of my life and more importantly, Lainey's life.
Oh Pudga!
Planner Personality
I believe that part of the joy of pregnancy is that it forces you to come to terms with the "type" of person you are.
For example...I am a planner. I make lists, I organize things, in short...I make an effort to plan as much of my life as possible.
Packing for a trip, I make a list - I don't always follow that list, but at least I have it as a starting point and reference.
I am quickly learning that with pregnancy and the impending birth of our daughter...it is not always possible to plan. I personally have no control over when Delainey decides that she is ready to join us on the "outside" nor do I really have any control over how the process goes.
In an effort to maybe (over) compensate for this inability to plan the major things that will be taking place soon...I find that I am over planning for other things. Take for example my "Go Bag List" - yes I have a working document that lives on my desktop complete with four separate columns and spaces to check off each item as I acquire it or pack it. A column for things I need to pack/take to the hospital, one for mike and one for Delainey. The fourth column is for things we still need to get in preparation for the hospital.
This may also explain why I was so anxious to get the nursery ready, to pick a name, and to find out the sex of the baby.
I have no choice but to come to terms with the fact that I in no way can plan when, where, how or at what pace Miss Delainey decides that she is ready for life outside. And that I pretty much have to turn over that plan to God or nature or Delainey for a while even after she arrives.
Consider it a work in progress!
For example...I am a planner. I make lists, I organize things, in short...I make an effort to plan as much of my life as possible.
Packing for a trip, I make a list - I don't always follow that list, but at least I have it as a starting point and reference.
I am quickly learning that with pregnancy and the impending birth of our daughter...it is not always possible to plan. I personally have no control over when Delainey decides that she is ready to join us on the "outside" nor do I really have any control over how the process goes.
In an effort to maybe (over) compensate for this inability to plan the major things that will be taking place soon...I find that I am over planning for other things. Take for example my "Go Bag List" - yes I have a working document that lives on my desktop complete with four separate columns and spaces to check off each item as I acquire it or pack it. A column for things I need to pack/take to the hospital, one for mike and one for Delainey. The fourth column is for things we still need to get in preparation for the hospital.
This may also explain why I was so anxious to get the nursery ready, to pick a name, and to find out the sex of the baby.
I have no choice but to come to terms with the fact that I in no way can plan when, where, how or at what pace Miss Delainey decides that she is ready for life outside. And that I pretty much have to turn over that plan to God or nature or Delainey for a while even after she arrives.
Consider it a work in progress!
Conflict
For those of you that know me...you know that while I enjoy conflict probably more than the next person...in that I don't run from it or hide from it - but will often face it head on in hopes of finding a resolution and moving forward...I don't believe in letting things "brew" - I say what I have to say and look for the best solution in an effort to avoid similar conflict in the future... I am not one that likes conflict simply for the sake of conflict. And I find that more and more I am shying away from conflict if the results (based on previous experience) are becoming less and less about finding a solution and more about just looking for a fight.
I speak my mind...but only to the point that I feel like what I am saying is being heard and received.
I hope that I can raise our daughter to speak her mind, stand up for herself and face conflict head on...but also know when to waive the white flag and walk away from something that causes more stress then it is worth. I hope that I can instill in her that she is a strong, independent and amazing women and daughter...and that through my ability to differentiate between conflict worth my time, energy and patience and one that seems to be a losing battle, I can set an example that will set her on a path of successful conflict management for years to come.
I speak my mind...but only to the point that I feel like what I am saying is being heard and received.
I hope that I can raise our daughter to speak her mind, stand up for herself and face conflict head on...but also know when to waive the white flag and walk away from something that causes more stress then it is worth. I hope that I can instill in her that she is a strong, independent and amazing women and daughter...and that through my ability to differentiate between conflict worth my time, energy and patience and one that seems to be a losing battle, I can set an example that will set her on a path of successful conflict management for years to come.
5.02.2011
a freight train
trying to take a few deep breaths...can I do this...am I ready to be a mother?
First of all - where have the last 30ish weeks gone...30 doesn't sound like a lot of weeks...but when you break it out (four weeks per month) that is 7.5 months...Holy Cow - seven months...are you kidding me! I remember taking the pregnancy test (three times) and then telling mike that we were pregnant and then telling my best friends and then telling our parents and then telling work and then watching for a baby bump and then finding out that we were having a girl and then waiting for her to kick and now...as I sit here, thinking about how 7 and a half months have quite literally flown by, I am thinking to myself...now we are just waiting for her arrival.
I remember all of these things like they were yesterday, they feel like they were yesterday...time is moving so fast.
right now, this pregnancy feels like an impending freight train...the kind that you can't stop even if you wanted to - not that I want to...I am so excited to finally meet my...scratch that...our daughter. I can't wait to hold her, and smell her head and feel her skin next to mine. I think about the emotions that will flood inside and probably out when I see Mike hold his daughter for the first time...even now I am tearing up.
I think about how happy we will both be when Delainey meets her Grandma, and her Nina and Poppy and all the important people in her life.
I am both excited and slightly nervous for the time we bring her home from the hospital...and she gets to meet the rest of her family (Pudga and Lonard) for the first time...to see how they react and watch them fall in love with her.
But I am also scared to death...
I told Mike last night that I am pretty freaked out by the thought of labor and delivery. Obviously, there is not really anything that can prepare you for this experience...and the "unknown" is what I think I am struggling with. What will happen, how will it happen, what will it feel like, what if something goes wrong. My mind says...go with the flow...but that is so much easier said then done for someone with a planner personality.
And aside from the actual labor and deliver...we are having a child...a baby...a human that depends and relays totally and completely on us...talk about pressure!!!
9 weeks...maybe one more...maybe not so many.
65 days!
I emailed one of my best friends - who also happens to be pregnant - and said something to the effect of...it just sort of hit me that we only have nine weeks left...and I am freaking out.
Her response was both cute and reassuring...I am going to assume that I will need to print it out and look at it every time I start to feel the this way.
Thank God for good friends!
5.01.2011
Belly Pictures | 30 weeks
week 30 belly pictures!
only 10(or so) more pictures to go...
Happy Sunday and Have a wonderful week everyone.
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